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Order of Service
Please stand as the Minister sings
Let us pray.
The Choir sings
Introit
Drop, drop slow tears, and bathe those beauteous feet, which brought from heaven the news and Prince of peace. Cease not, wet eyes, his mercies to entreat; to cry for vengeance sin doth never cease.
Please remain standing to sing the
Hymn
All hail the power of Jesu’s Name,
Let angels prostrate fall;
Bring forth the royal diadem
To crown him Lord of all.
Crown him, ye martyrs of your God,
Who from his altar call;
Extol him in whose path ye trod,
And crown him Lord of all.
Ye seed of Israel’s chosen race,
Ye ransomed of the fall,
Hail him who saves you by his grace,
And crown him Lord of all.
Sinners, whose love can ne’er forget
The wormwood and the gall,
Go, spread your trophies at his feet,
And crown him Lord of all.
Let every kindred, every tribe,
On this terrestrial ball,
To him all majesty ascribe,
And crown him Lord of all.
O that with yonder sacred throng,
We at his feet may fall:
We’ll join the everlasting song,
And crown him Lord of all.
Edward Perronet (1762-92)
Please remain standing.
First Reading
Mark 11: 1–10
The Choir sings
Kyrie eleison; (Lord, have mercy upon us;)
Christe eleison; (Christ, have mercy upon us;)
Kyrie eleison. (Lord, have mercy upon us.)
Grayston Ives (b.1948)
Please sit for the
Greeting & Introduction
Please remain seated for the
Anthem
It is a thing most wonderful, almost too wonderful to be that God’s own Son should come from heaven, and die to save a child like me. And yet I know that it is true: he chose a poor and humble lot, and wept and mourned and toiled and died, for love of those who loved him not. I sometimes think about the cross, and shut my eyes and try to see the cruel nails and crown of thorns and Jesus crucified for me. But even could I see him die, I could but see a little part of that great love which like a fire is always burning in his heart. And yet I want to love thee, Lord: O light the flame within my heart. that I may love thee more and more, until I see thee as thou art.
Bishop W. Walsham How (1823-97)
Philip Moore (b.1943)
Second Lesson
Isaiah 45: 21–25
Please stand for
Hymn
My song is love unknown,
my Saviour’s love to me,
love to the loveless shown,
that they might lovely be.
O, who am I, that, for my sake,
my Lord should take frail flesh, & die?
He came from his blest throne,
salvation to bestow:
but men made strange, and none
the longed-for Christ would know.
But O, my friend, my friend indeed,
who at my need his life did spend!
Sometimes they strew his way,
and his sweet praises sing;
resounding all the day
hosannas to their King.
Then ‘Crucify!’ is all their breath,
and for his death they thirst and cry.
In life no house, no home,
my Lord on earth might have;
in death no friendly tomb,
but what a stranger gave.
What may I say? Heaven was his home;
but mine the tomb wherein he lay.
Here might I stay and sing,
no story so divine;
never was love, dear King,
never was grief like thine!
This is my friend, in whose sweet praise
I all my days could gladly spend.
Please sit for the
Third Lesson
Please remain seated for
Anthem
Christus factus est pro nobis
obediens usque ad mortem,
mortem autem crucis.
Propter quod et Deus
exaltavit illum, et dedit
illi nomen, quod est super
omne nomen.
(Christ became obedient for us
unto death, even death
on the Cross.
Wherefore God has also
exalted Him, and given
him a name, which is
above every name.)
The Minister leads
The Prayers
The Prayers conclude:
Our Father, who art in heaven, Hallowed be thy Name. Thy kingdom come. Thy will be done on earth, as it is in heaven. Give us this day our daily bread. And forgive us our trespasses, as we forgive those who trespass against us. And lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil. For thine is the kingdom, the power, and the glory, for ever and ever. Amen.
The Choir sings
Agnus Dei qui tollis
peccata mundi,
miserere nobis.
Agnus Dei qui tollis
peccata mundi,
Dona nobis pacem.
(Lamb of God who takes
away the sins of the world,
have mercy on us.
Lamb of God who takes
away the sins of the world,
give us your peace.)
Please remain seated for
Organ Piece
Please remain seated as the Choir sing
Chorale
O sacred head, surrounded by crown of piercing thorn! O bleeding head, so wounded, reviled, and put to scorn! Death’s pallid hue comes o’er thee, the glow of life decays, yet angel-hosts adore thee, and tremble as they gaze. In this thy bitter Passion, good Shepherd, think of me, with thy most sweet compassion, unworthy though I be: Beneath thy Cross abiding for ever would I rest, in thy dear love confiding, and with thy presence blest.
Paul Gerhard (1607-76) from a 14th century Latin hymn
Melody: Hassler’s Lustgarten (1601)
Harmony: Johann Sebastian Bach (1685-1750)
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THE Responsory
Christ came to bestow salvation to his own people;
But we refused to know him.
Sometimes we straw his way, and his sweet praises sing;
Then ‘Crucify’ is all our breath,
and for his death we thirst and cry.
What may we say? Heaven was his home;
But ours the tomb wherein he lay.
Please stand to sing
Hymn
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We sing the praise of him who died,
of him who died upon the cross;
the sinner’s hope though all deride,
for this we count the world but loss.
Inscribed upon the cross we see
in shining letters, ‘God is love’;
he bears our sins upon the tree;
he brings us mercy from above.
The Cross! it takes our guilt away:
it holds the fainting spirit up;
it cheers with hope the gloomy day,
and sweetens every bitter cup.
It makes the coward spirit brave,
and nerves the feeble arm for fight;
it takes its terror from the grave,
and gilds the bed of death with light:
The balm of life, the cure of woe,
the measure and the pledge of love,
the sinner’s refuge here below,
the angels’ theme in heaven above.
Thomas Kelly (1769-1855)
Please remain standing for
The Anthem
O vos omnes
qui transitis per viam,
attendite, et videte:
si est dolor sicut dolor meus?
(O all you people that pass by and see me,
behold and see and consider
if there can be any sorrow as mine;
any sorrow like my sorrow?)
Lamentations of Jeremiah
Pablo Casals (1876-1973)
Please remain standing for
The Great Silence
Please remain standing for
The Anthem
In your deep floods drown all my faults and fears; nor let his eye see sin, but through my tears.
Please stand as the Choir and Clergy depart in silence.